Bloody Hands
Pounding in my head, my heartbeat rap rap rapping, silent at the start, louder until the crescendo rattles with unmissable sigh. It’s a wonder my body stays upright, but then, there I am… tearing into my own frame, gnashing my teeth as my hands rip into my chest, trying my hardest to clamp onto my heart and stifle its incessant agony. Finally, it’s sitt…
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